Chapter 660 Perfect World (39)

Yan Fu nodded: "He saved me."

If he wanted to get out of the laboratory environment without relying on external force, it would take at least a hundred years.

Bai Tang not only saved his life, but also saved the rest of his life.

Although he now remembers hatred, he is not too painful. Even his life is full of warm colors and a little bit of the smell of honey. There is a gentle wind blowing, letting the warm colors and the smell of honey float throughout his heart.

It turns out there really is a person with such great magic power.

As soon as I see it, I want to get closer.

As soon as I saw it, I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth.

This feeling is amazing. You can't explain it clearly, you can only experience it yourself.

Bai Tang's eyes flashed, he shook the hands they were holding, and said deliberately: "As the saying goes, life-saving grace is like rebirth of parents, so..."

Yan Fu: "???"

Before Bai Tang finished speaking, Yan Fu covered his lips.

Yan Fu: "???"

What is she saying?

Um? ? ?

Yan Fu was very puzzled: "Huh?"

Bai Tang simply laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha..."

Yan Fu: "..."

Who can understand his mood?

She clearly knew what she wanted, but she didn't say it.

He also said that life-saving grace should be like rebirth of parents.

Who wants to be her son? ? ?

He doesn't want a mother. As for his mother, nothing is better than having one.

After all, she was dead, and Yan Fu couldn't miss her.

Yan Fu also suspected that Bai Tang shook the hand they were holding just now, intending to say that it was only natural for a mother to hold her son's hand.

No, no, no, he couldn't think like that.

Yan Fu said quietly: "Have you laughed enough? Sister Bai!"

"Bai Tang!"

"Tangtang?"

"Tang'er?"

"Xiao Tang'er!"

"Tang!"

Yan Fu screamed and gritted his teeth.

There is nothing that can be done to her.

Angry but not angry, after all seeing her happy made him in a good mood.

Bai Tang took out his hand and patted his shoulder: "Let's go!"

Striding forward, Bai Tang walked quite fast.

Occasionally he glanced down at his hands.

Palms feel hot.

The interlocking of fingers is really... irresistible.

Fortunately, she shifted her gaze very quickly.

Yan Fu looked at Bai Tang, leaning his head on his hands, thoughtfully.

Why does it feel like...something's not right?

Is it his imagination?

Yan Fu always felt that Bai Tang seemed to be running away.

They have been alone together for more than half a month, and Yan Fu feels that he understands Bai Tang relatively well.

Bai Tang has some little habits.

She likes to carry some candy with her, however, she doesn’t eat it herself…

She walked with wind in her eyes and never looked at her hands like this.

Um?

hand……

Yan Fu thought he had discovered something, and the corners of his mouth raised to a high angle.

Yan Fu ran after him and couldn't refuse to sign Bai Tang's hand. He pretended to be surprised and said: "Tang, your hands are so hot!"

Bai Tang: "..."

Well, things are turning, and whoever the heaven spares will have to be her turn.

Bai Tang said seriously: "Human body temperature remains within a certain range, and so does my hand. You must have felt wrong."

Yan Fu: "I heard that people sweat when they are nervous, and sometimes their body temperature will rise."

Bai Tang: "If the temperature of my hands rises so high, it can only mean that I am sick and have a fever."

Yan Fu did not give up: "Tang, then I will touch your forehead."

Bai Tang turned his head to avoid it: "It is not the behavior of a gentleman to use hands or feet."

Yan Fu: "I definitely haven't met the requirements of a gentleman now."

Bai Tang: "So, you can do it?"

Yan Fu: "I care about your health. It's definitely not wrong and I can definitely do it."

Yan Fu's beautiful phoenix eyes curled up and he came close to Bai Tang's ear.